Taken aback slightly by this, Claire’s husband shook Danny’s hand uncertainly.
“Anyway. It was great seeing you Claire. See you on Monday”. As he said this, Danny leaned in for a hug. Having no option other than to go along with this facade, Claire hugged him back, feeling his unmistakably huge cock pressing into her.
On the blind side of the husband, Danny whispered into Claire’s ear: “Before the night’s over, I’m going to fuck you with this big cock and you’re going to cum all over it like you’ve never cum before”.
Claire gasped as Danny broke the hug and swept away, soon becoming engulfed in the heaving mass of bodies.
Claire’s husband was a little pissed off with what he saw as over familiar behaviour but Claire soon used her powers of persuasion to convince him that it was all completely innocent.
Over the next few hours, they had some drinks and Claire felt herself becoming more and more horny at the thought of the mysterious, incredibly attractive stranger who exuded sex appeal. She wondered if he was still in the club and found herself scanning the room for him.
All the time, her husband was talking to her, but Claire couldn’t concentrate on what he was saying; she was too busy fantasising about the big cock that Danny had pressed into her. What would it feel like to have him pounding her with it? Her husband fucked her ‘fine’, but she had always secretly wished he’d be more dominant and fuck her more intensely.
Also, Claire loved dirty talk during sex but her husband always sounded awkward and contrived when he tried to partake in it. She just knew that Danny would have a filthy mouth that would call her all kinds of names that would have her pussy wetter than ever before.
She was suddenly jolted out of her reverie however when her husband snapped at her. “What the hell’s the matter with you? You seem like you’re on another planet.”
A quick witted Claire replied that she was feeling a little unwell and that she would go to the toilets and splash some water on her face to see if it made her feel better. Somewhat placated, her husband nodded his assent.
So Claire made her way up the stairs towards the toilets, having to commit to her cover story. She was just about to grasp the handle on the ladies’ toilets when she felt strong hands around her waist and she was spun around to see the cocky, assured smile of Danny.
In one swift movement, he had gripped her arse cheeks and effortlessly lifted her up so her legs were straddling him and whisked her into the disabled toilets before locking the door.
“What the fuck are you doing!? Let me out now.” She stuttered.
“Oh so you don’t want me to fuck you with this?” he replied taking out a huge cock and wanking it slowly. “You don’t want me to pound you with it the way you wish your husband would pound you?”
Claire gasped. It was as if he could read her mind. Slowly, he moved towards her, all the time wanking his massive dick. No wonder he’s so sure of himself she thought.
“Did you think I didn’t see you scanning the room for me earlier? I knew from the first second I saw you that you needed a good fucking.”
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